Last year, my Christmas Day schedule went a little something like this:
8 a.m.: Exchange presents with my husband and our 5-month-old
9 a.m.: Pack up presents for my parents, along with approximately 3,000 bags/play yards/general baby items
9:30 a.m.: Lug baby, carrier, baby items and presents up three flights of stairs in approximately 500 trips
2:30 p.m.: Bring baby items, presents received, and oh yeah, the baby down three flights of stairs
3 p.m.: Arrive home to let the dog out, drop off new presents and pack up presents for husband’s side of the family, then turn around and leave again
3:30 p.m.: Unload baby, carrier, baby items and presents in approximately 500 more trips
7 p.m.: Pack up baby and baby items and presents received to go home and begin bedtime routine
7:01 p.m.: Promise to never do this again
Did I mention the middle of the night wake-up where my son was screaming so badly from over-stimulation that I almost took him to the emergency room?
